In the last comments entry section someone wrote that they thought I lied about my name. It says my name is Kristina, but on the birth band picture in my me page it says Karin. To make everything crystal clear; babies dont come out with a name printed on their skin, that is why the names on the birth band is the mother's name. I am Kristina and Karin is my mother. It shouldn't really be a mystery.
Why would anyone lie about their name? I have never understood people that want to lie about their name or age. I wasn't even that immature when I were four. Those that dont want to share their name on the Internet can create a nickname, it's really no reason to lie about these things.
It makes me think of those people that used to lie about their age when they were teenagers. I thought they were more braindead than those zombies in ghoul movies. When they turned thirty or when they found out that those fanzy adult places with alcohol were not as fantastic as they imagined them to be; then they would probably wish they had more sense in their unexperienced head. They probably wished they were not as bored and stressed.
Life doesn't run away from you,
only you can decide to run away from it.
Experience has nothing to do with how many or how much,
it has to do with insight, patience and the will to change.
I remember the school days and all the immaturity. I remember that a lot of people thought and still think that I look young for my age. Some even thought it was funny and they would giggle or find it amusing... I have always hated that I look young for my age, but you know, that is an immature feeling to have. Some people look young, others act young. I like to be young at heart, because I have never wanted to be an adult or older than my age. To be immature is something else. I think it's right of me to say that I have never been immature for my age. I have felt both older and younger than my age and I'm happy for that. I have never needed to strave so much to follow all these immature rules of adults.
Over to something else. This site wrote about my online blog (back in the days when I called it Ravenheart) and about my friend Tiara at Body Mind Soul. Everything suck about our online creations he says. Go read it, it's fun. He has no romantic feelings in him, no passion, no respect and he says more about himself than he say about these sites. I like the fact that none of the things, he believe me or Tiara to be, is true.
He says he cant see anything special about ravens. It's not his opinions that struck me, it's that I feel sorry for people that has no romantic feelings in them and those that cant see the beauty in the things that are natural.
